A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. Lucy blushed from toes to forehead, feeling her pace accelerate. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. I am a thing to be used. And then: “Of course! Always.
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